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Run D.M.C. F/ Mase, Puff Daddy, Salt % Pepa, Onyx, - Текст песни Latitude
What side you on?
 You want alive? it's right here
 Don't Look any further
 While ya vision is clear
 A lotta fog in the mist
 Tryin to throw you a curve
 All these rappin' thugs
 Gettin' on my last damn nerve
 You need to say "a piece a' cake"
 Day in and day out
 That tired-ass flavor gets played out (no doubt)
 You say that tag-along warning
 To a rhyme for the rest
 When we rock all the people
 Say "YES SIR"
 We fresher than all of these
 Miggy figgy niggys on the mike
 And scratch, you know
 The [scratch] words to match
 You still playin' catch up
 Fall far behind the line
 Try to cut but you wastin' ya time
 Please come on, dude
 We the Five Deez
 Superior rhyme steez
 Don't have our own style
 We got styles plural
 You still caught up in yesterday
 Steppin' infection
 Gettin' swept away
 Futuristic black holdin' mics
 Like soldiers hold weapons
 On the attack and reppin'
 Cincinnatti's finest, no question (five)
 And you say queen city
 (Side to side)
 Throw ya hands up in the sky
 Wave 'em round from side to side
 We about to get fly (whoa)
 [Scratching]
 (Side to side)[repeated]
 [???] of a sucka who's locomotive
 I'm movin' it like the ocean
 Devotion within my rhyme
 Sayin' gift that's time
 Committin' crimes like a felon
 .357 lyrics to bust you up like melons
 They ending when I'm dealin'
 At five hundred decibels
 I'm hailin' Five Deez
 Tellin' cities and countries before me
 (Say what?) I'm above these
 These other cats bore me
 Cold and plastic
 I turn the crowd into elasticRun D.M.C. F/ Mase, Puff Daddy, Salt % Pepa, Onyx, - Latitude - http://ru.motolyrics.com/run-dmc-f-mase-puff-daddy-salt-pepa-onyx/latitude-lyrics.html
 Stretchin' 'em to the left
 Then get pulled to the right
 (Like a periscope)
 Seein' 'em with normal eye sight
 I rock all night
 So you can roll through the day (come on)
 Feelin' the rhythm
 To hear my rhymes in delay
 I give 'em what is needed
 While you just flaunt what they want
 Who gonna get junk, chum? (Who?)
 Crunk clubbers
 Bounce to my jam like rubber (yeah)
 We doin' it for lovers
 While you second with the haters
 On the cross fader
 (Side to Side)
 And you say Queen City (city, city, city)
 (Side to side)[repeated]
 [Scratching/samples]
 Hey
 You can call me on ya mobile phone
 Or grab a pen, a sheet of paper
 Write a letter at ya home
 You can download my music
 Off a internet site
 Or you can be mix tapin' it
 We'll still be creatin' it
 You can have a compact disc
 Or vinyl gratin' it
 (Vibration) but we still
 Won't keep the fire waitin'
 A watcher or a reader
 A loner or a leader
 You could be the one
 To make the party cold
 Or make it heat up
 (Make the beat speed up)
 (Press slow to know motion)
 From the highest mountain
 To the bottom of the ocean
 (You want it?) Final attack
 yeah, attack or adapt
 Cause and effect
 It's because we wreck
 There's no flaws to detect
 So don't pause the deck
 Local or international
 To galactic respect
 You could fold from the pressure
 But could you take the weight?
 (And a rhythmic break)
 And you say Queen City (city, city, city)
(Side to side)[repeated]











